That's a great story, Wasa. I think you can have some fun with this situation. As more and more people escape from the wretched walls of the tower, this situation will probably play out in more and more neighborhoods. Why not offer to exchange Thanksgiving recipes and invite some fellow "apostates" to Thanksgiving dinner and have them compliment the neighbors on their recipe(s). Then lower the boom, so to speak. If they won't share recipes, ask for ideas about table settings, unique party invitations, how to entertain a diverse group with different interests, etc.
Mum, great ideas, HOWEVER, these folks are hardly the type with whom I could share ideas on place settings or centerpieces. More like recipes for road kill or dead 'possum. By next spring, I fully expect to see them growing corn out of the trunk of the Chevy.
Perhaps I'll turn my Satanic music up loud and dance seductively on the front lawn. Who's up for a pagan ritual?
did observe that the lot of them looked as if they could have played extras in the movie "Deliverance", or were the end result of too many near-relative marriages. Bad teeth, bad clothes, and eyes that didn't quite match up to each other.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAA!!!!!!!! ROTFLMFAO!!!!!!!!!!
